Chapter summary: It was time for Omega to tell his daughter the truth about things.

"Hello" Normal Talk.

"Hello" Talking through the bond.

"Hello" Com-link/Private Com-link.

"Hello" Thoughts.

A year later and Ome was now thirteen years old, she was still a happy femme but had mellowed out a little in terms of getting overexcited about things, but that didn't mean that she cared less about her family, if anything she was still close to them, perhaps closer. Currently she was in her quarters on her datapad that her Sire got her for her thirteenth Sparkday, she mainly used it to talk to her Auntie and Uncles in a group chat, of course her Sire was in the same group chat and was a nice way for them all to talk. Although Ome had noticed something, her Sire had been acting a little weird lately, the best way she could describe it was that it was like he was hesitant about something, or was worried about something, she was a little concerned about it but wasn't sure how to approach him about it, it wasn't that she couldn't talk to him about her concerns, quite the opposite, she just wasn't sure how to word her concern to him. She came out of her thoughts when she felt a gentle nudge from the family bond and lowered her datapad "Sire?" she said.

"Ome would you mind coming to my quarters? I want to talk with you about something" Omega responded.

Ome frowned a little, the tone sounded serious and she racked her processor on what she could have done wrong, as far as she knew she hadn't done anything wrong, and she hadn't raced around the base since she was twelve "Am I in trouble?" she asked, a little concerned.

There was reassurance from her Sire "Don't worry you're not in trouble" he assured "I just need to talk to you"

Ome relaxed somewhat, so she wasn't in trouble, but what could her Sire want to talk to her about? Well, only one way to find out "Ok I'm coming" she replied and put her datapad on the berthside table, she got up and walked out her quarters to her Sire's quarters that were opposite her's, she had been in his quarters countless times growing up, it wasn't uncommon for her to want to lie on her Sire's chest some nights, especially after a storm. She knocked on the door.

"Come in Ome" Omega said.

The door slid open and Ome walked in, she smiled and waved "Hi Sire" she greeted.

Omega gave a smile "Hello Ome" he replied and lowered a hand for her.

Ome climbed onto his hand and got comfortable.

Omega shifted so he was resting his back against the headboard of his berth and looked down at his daughter "I'm sorry about acting weird lately, I've...had a lot to think about" he said.

Ome tilted her helm curiously "Like what?" she asked.

Omega was quiet for a few moments, thinking of what to tell her first, about the war or where she originally came from. Finally he asked her "Do you remember asking me why you were so small compared to your family?" he asked, it was a good start since he did recall his daughter asking that a few times.

Ome thought a moment then nodded "Yeah I do" she replied.

"Well...while even I'm not sure why you were born so small, but...what I can tell you is where you originally come from" Omega replied.

Ome was curious now, where she originally comes from? Did that mean she maybe had a Carrier who wasn't around anymore? Or had she had previous Creators she didn't know about who hadn't wanted her anymore? But she didn't want to make assumptions, so she let her Sire explain "Where do I come from?" she asked.

"You were born from Vector Sigma, you were considered a miracle Sparkling because it had been a long time since anything had come from Vector Sigma, I was there to see you born, along with Alpha Trion and Ultra Magnus" Omega explained, it was a little nerve-wracking to reveal this, but at the same time his daughter had a right to know.

Ome looked surprised, that was not what she had expected at all, she had heard of Vector Sigma from doing some research on her datapad and had stumbled across it on accident, what were the chances that she had been born from it? She hadn't met Alpha Trion but had seen Ultra Magnus quite a few times whenever she and her Sire would go to the Elite Guard HQ to visit her family "Wow" she said at last, at least she could rest assured knowing she didn't have previous Creators else she wouldn't have been sure how to handle that, but it did bring up one pressing question "if I was born from Vector Sigma, I'm guessing I had no family, right? So...how are you my Sire?"

"You are right about that, Ultra Magnus and Alpha Trion talked about sending you straight to the Youth Sectors so the caretakers could look after you" Omega replied "but...I didn't want that for you, it didn't feel right and you didn't deserve that, so I told them that I would take you on as my own, I was the one that named you"

Part of Ome was glad that her Sire had been the one to name her, it made her feel that she did belong in his family, she smiled a little "And you created a bond with me?" she asked.

Omega nodded and smiled a little "The very next day, you were born quite late at night and I was exhausted" he replied.

Ome giggled a little.

"But you did cry the next morning and I knew why, you had no bonds and was most likely feeling that, but when I created the family bond with you, you were very happy" Omega said and smiled.

Ome smiled and nodded "I bet you were too" she replied.

Omega grinned a little "I was, and still am" he replied before he regarded her a moment "how do you feel about this?"

Ome thought a moment, it had been quite the surprise that she was essentially adopted by her Sire, but it wasn't as bad as she had initially thought, and it definitely explained her size. And the fact her Sire had loved her like she was his own biological daughter, but to her it didn't matter that she wasn't Omega's daughter biologically, she was his daughter by bond and someone she had always looked up to and always would, and she had an amazing family of Autobot Guardians who adored her just as much as her Sire did. She smiled "It was a surprise, but to be honest it wasn't as bad as I thought it was gonna be, because my initial thought was that I had previous Creators or had a Carrier that wasn't around to help you" she said "but Vector Sigma? I can live with that, and it does explain my size"

Omega nodded.

"I might not be your biological daughter, but I'm your daughter by bond" Ome said with a smile "and I know that means a lot to you, it means a lot to me too, I'm glad that I know where I originally come from, but you're still my Sire and always will be"

Omega gently cuddled his daughter to his chest with his large hand, he was doing his best not to get emotional, the relief he felt that she had taken the news so well, and the fact she still thought of him as her Sire, was indescribable "You'll always be my daughter Ome, nothing will ever change that, ok?" he replied, his voice was a little rough from his emotions.

Ome nodded and smiled "I know" she replied and looked up at him "was there anything else you wanted to talk about?"

Omega gave himself a few moments to compose himself before he nodded "There is one more thing yes" he said.

Ome tilted her helm slightly "What?" she asked.

"You remember when you would always hear your family and I talk about 'bad stuff'?" Omega asked.

Ome nodded, she had heard her family talk about 'bad stuff' a lot growing up, but whenever she asked they had always been tight-lipped about it and her Sire used to say that she would know when she was older, she guessed that she was now old enough to know.

"'Bad stuff'...was referring to the war" Omega said.

Ome had not expected that, her home planet was at war? "A war? With who?" she asked.

"The Decepticons, their leader Megatron had ideologies that would be considered wrong, the Autobots fight for peace and protecting innocent lives" Omega replied "do you know why I always tell you to hide in my Spark Chamber some days?"

Ome thought a moment, then a realisation hit her "You were...going to battle?" she asked.

Omega nodded "I'm an Autobot Guardian as you know, so are the rest of your family, we have a duty to protect Cybertronian life" he replied "which also means that we are called in as a last line of defence, so when a battle is going bad, we are called in to even the odds"

Ome had never realised the amount of responsibility her Sire had as an Autobot Guardian "Wow...isn't it hard? Trying to protect everyone in a war?" she asked.

Omega nodded "It can be yes, the war has been going on for a very long time, so long that most have never seen Cybertron before the war" he replied.

"Have you seen Cybertron before the war?" Ome asked.

"I did yes, and the Golden Age was beautiful, it really was" Omega replied as a far off look came to his optics "everything was brighter, more peaceful, there were large cities with buildings bigger than me"

"Wow" Ome said and smiled.

Omega nodded, a certain memory came to his processor but he pushed it back for now "Alpha, Beta and Gamma saw Cybertron before the war too, Delta was around just as the war was starting" he replied.

Ome nodded, she couldn't imagine how long this war had been going on for, only four of her family members had seen before the war "Primus..." She murmured.

Omega nodded and gently stroked his daughter's helm with a finger.

"So...if I was hiding in your Spark Chamber when you went to battle, did you ever get hurt?" Ome asked.

"I did yes, there were battles where I would sustain an injury, but the reason you never felt it was because I would conceal the pain from the bond" Omega replied "I've been doing it since you became my daughter, and I do not regret it, I didn't want you to be aware of the war too young"

Ome could understand that, she wasn't a Creator but she had no doubt that she would do that if she was one, out of love and to protect them, it made her admire her Sire more that he sacrificed not only his feelings but pain, just so she would never feel it through the bond, she smiled a little "You're really brave" she said.

Omega couldn't help but smile "I fight to protect Cybertronian life, especially yours" he replied softly.

Ome smiled, she seemed to think something over and looked up at her Sire "Do you think...I can help in battles when I'm older?" she asked.

Omega really wasn't sure on that, the thought of one day losing his daughter to the war was something he couldn't bear to think about "I...don't know Ome...I couldn't lose you to a battle or see you get hurt" he admitted.

Ome smiled a little "I know, but I want to get to help you and my family, I could team up with you" she replied "you might have everyone else's back, but who has yours?"

Omega couldn't deny that that was a good point, he was always a last defense so was used to dealing with it either alone or with his siblings if they are called to help him, but could he allow his daughter to fight in the war? It was clear that she was aware of the implications, yet she was still determined to help protect innocent lives, he couldn't help but admire that trait that she got from him. He gave a sigh "I don't want you going into battle just yet" he said "however, when you turn sixteen I'll train you and you'll have your own blasters, then when you're eighteen...you will team up with me and we'll have each other's backs, and please be careful…ok?" he said.

Ome grinned and nodded "I will Sire, I promise" she replied "you won't regret it"

Omega smiled a little and nodded, he sincerely hoped that his daughter wouldn't get hurt, even though deep down he knew it was a possibility, but the Creator in him never wanted to see his Sparkling get hurt.